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h3ll0 Tr3y!!!!!
do u see that? i look in the mirror and place my left hand upon my cheek and do the same with the opposite side. it's me but it doesn't look like me, now i'm staring into the mirror as if i am witnessing a corps rising from their grave. i wanna scream because the sight is horrifying. my eyes blood shot red(happens when I'm at my boiling point) and every vain i have in my arms are on a rampage and it seems as if there trying to ecscape the boiling blood under my skin that is equivalent to the lava rushing its way out of a ruptured volcano... my muscles have all fallen in place and are cut and ready for war like troops. i open my mouth to find that the voice that has now taken over belongs to Trey!! he is my alter ego, my inner-self the one who sometimes keeps me totally insane. he must have slept on the outside and is now refusing to return to the depth of my soul. i don't get upset or or even try to fight him. Im just really surprised and he knows this. he smiles hard at me and all i see are his pearly white fangs that compliment his evil eyes. he's my best friend so the only thing i can speak is "Hello Trey!!!"
Published 9th Apr 2010
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